Well, I didn't write anything yesterday, but I also didn't die.

The people at Air Canada saw fit to feed us just after take off, which I was immensely grateful for.

I may not have mentioned it before, but on previous flights I had the misfortune of being given the gluten-free meal. Never get the gluten-free meal unless you absolutely have to.

On this flight, in the interest of sampling the variety that is airplane food, I chose the low calorie meal. This was substantially less bad than the gluten-free meal, but it was still very, very weird. It was also entirely vegan, so I suspect that is also what they inflict on the vegetarian passengers.

It consisted primarily of chick peas, with the occassional appearance of broccoli, mushrooms and other vegetable matter that I couldn't see in the dark. There was also a fruit salad, and I was rather delighted to discover that there was kiwi in it, although I couldn't actually see any of the fruit.

So yes, I didn't starve. But I've also never been so happy to see a bowl of cereal than I was yesterday morning.